I am poured out like water, and all My bones are separated; My heart is like wax, it has melted within Me.

But when they were sick, my clothing was sackcloth; I humbled my soul with fastings; and my prayer returned into my own bosom.

As a friend, as to my brother, I walked about; as one who mourns for a mother, I was bowed down in gloom, mourning.

When I wept in my soul with fasting, it became my reproach.

And when He had fasted forty days and forty nights, afterward He was hungry.

in hardship and toil, in sleeplessness often, in hunger and thirst, in fastings often, in cold and nakedness;

Therefore lift up the hands which hang down, and the feeble knees,

When I kept silent, my bones wore out through my roaring all day long.

For by day and night Your hand was heavy upon me; my sap was turned into the drought of summer. Selah.

My wounds have stunk and festered, because of my foolishness.

For my loins are filled with inflammation, and there is no soundness in my flesh.

My heart is stricken and dried up like grass, so that I forget to eat my bread.

Because of the sound of my groaning my bones cling to my skin.

My bone clings to my skin and to my flesh, and I have escaped by the skin of my teeth.